Infinite Blue Heaven - A King and A Queen
would be my preferences. As the most experienced, that was why she had been sent out first. The second girl would simply be a contrast from the first. They would not leave the best choice of girls to last, in case I did not get that far.
    “Strip.” I told her. Meth had obviously had a musician placed outside the curtain because she called out something and I heard the sound of a kormuz being strummed.
    She twisted, like the first, indeed probably was taught by her, but then slowly removed the silk twisted around her torso. Soon she had on only silver embroidered under garments, jewelery and her veil. I had seen her dark, almond eyes, watching mine closely as she danced. She, at least, was trying to gauge my moods in response to her body but her eyes held a dark arrogance with a pinch of spite. Some men would find this attractive but it was better to be able to hide this, when necessary.
    As she removed her girdle, I watched her breasts. They were quite full and the dark nipples were hardening as I watched. She skillfully spun away each time I looked at them for more than a moment, teasing me and just when I was losing interest, she would face me or stand in profile again. I could see trickles of sweat running between her breasts, as she stood in profile, lit by the candles and lantern to my left. There was a certain sense of pride in her now. She waited until the impatience in my eyes was on the very brink of anger, before she finally indicated with her hands that she would remove her short skirt. She stood sideways on unfastened the knot on my side. She held the silk away from her so I could see the full fleshy excitement of her hip but not her bottom or the secret place between her legs. Then, she threw the silk away and spun, too fast for me to clearly see her full body and, when she was as far in the tent as she could get from me, she curled herself into a foetal ball, balanced on her toes. Slowly, in time to the quickening music, she unfurled and started moving towards me, each step taking half the time of the one before. As she reached her full height, she had the darkest look of fire in her eyes. Her breasts shook and her hips swung enticingly as she stalked towards me. I smiled. I looked between her legs and, yes, she was pleasing. The dark hair there drew my attention and I felt a slight stiffening in my groin. Then she reached me and dropped to her knees, holding my chin in her hands, and holding her lips only half an inch from my own. I looked deep into her eyes. I could still see an arrogant pride there and a cold bitterness.
    I clapped my hands. Without speaking, she gathered her silks and was gone.
    There had been plenty of time for the women to discuss me and I expected this girl to be the best.
    Immediately I noticed her blonde hair, even before I noticed her body, or her face. Blonde hair is extremely rare in this part of the world.
    She was dressed in crimson silks, with yellow tracings and a veil of blue. Very often, as with the previous girls, the hair is initially covered or tied into plaits or a ponytail but hers was simply knotted on one side of her pretty face. I smiled, simply at the sight of her.
    She was tall and elegant but still quite full-bodied. As she came to kneel before me, for a moment, she pulled aside the silk, revealing her belly-button to show me she was not shy. I guessed she was not more than eighteen.
    “Dance for me.” I said to her. I left the simple words hanging ambiguously in the air. I would let her do whatever she felt necessary, to please me. There was no music and she did not call for any.
    She smiled at me. It was a clear, almost innocent smile. I suddenly recalled the fresh breeze in the mountains among the Blue Pines. She reminded me of someone, a lover but I couldn’t remember which.
    She moved around the compartment, examining objects as if she was a guest. She moved in time with imagined music but subtly and took care to make sure the soft light showed all aspects

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